I know little Billy from the small time town
  Ma and Pa meant well but they just weren't around
  But he would learn what little they had taught
  They told him, Heaven is hard but hell is not
  He remembers Papa's words before he died
  He said, word hard son, you must change the tide
  Before our people have liberation, you can never rest
  On your shoulders, lies our future boy, so do your best
  Do more than your best
  Never forgot the burden of his father's words
  He lost his own life and lived the world's
  No one told Billy theres somethings one man just can't do
  Takes time to forgive and equality to take more before it's through
  Just takes time
  But still Billy went down to the big time town
  Hoping to find some justice there,
  But God how it all seems cynical through the eyes of despair
  He no longer saw in color, he only saw black and white
  There were never people behind thses faces
  Until he realized one man can't win
  Can't win this fight
  So Billy went back to small time town
  got a life and he settled down
  He teaches children who never really thought
  He told them, Heaven is hard and Hell is
  Heaven is hard and hell is
  Hell is not worth fighting for.